[A year Later].

And so a year later after the contract took place, for quite sometime there was a bit of an uprest for the entire town of Heidelberg. How couldn't there have been, when there was an existence of a divine being such as Mephisto in this world.

It had been 9 months since he was first spoken of, up until today no one still knows where he came from or even if he was real. But according to the rumors he resided in the estate of the lady Gretchen which existed in the outskirts of the town and the large piece of land was shielded by 11 meter tall walls while also being heavily guarded by extremely well trained soldiers , they say he came there applying for a job and that was all they had gotten about him.

Well, not all. According to the rumors about him he was something clearly not of this world, there was no words or expressions to truly describe how looked like, nor could they also express just how it felt being in his presence. There was also another strange part, they said he had a tail. This rumors spread like wildfire, all of these were said and testified to by women which of course was not making the males side of things comfortable with such rumors.

They all called bullshit on it, there was no true evidence as nobody like that had ever stepped out of the estate, 'twas clearly a fantasy made up by women probably trying to make their husbands jealous, it wasn't out of the realm of possibilities. This is what they judged, the part of the tail is what even reinforced this judgement and they were sticking to it.

It was about a month later the whole rumors had died down, it's not like anyone could just casually enter the Gretchen estate to go confirm. They were a very private family, and of incredibly high status. Peace was restored back to the husbands of the country again, there was no such person as was described in the rumors, people once again just went back to their lives as usual....

[Inside the Gretchen Estate].

A very particular Devil was busy at work, in an hour his master would be woken up and he had to make sure everything was set before then. Tying a black apron around his neck and locking the final knot at his waist Mephisto began his work.

But before he would forget Mephisto casted a small soundproof spell in the kitchen so as the keep the noise completely away from his master so as to not disturb her rest, after taking care of the final little detail he was now totally set to begin work.

As the kitchen of Lady Gretchen was quite a vast one it made for a very comfortable accommodation for Mephisto's style of cooking, today he only had one dish in mind to prepare for his master and that was the Charlotte à la Framboise along with a with a glass of the richest milk possible in the human world.

Ingredients were set, taken fresh out of the storehouse, all cooking equipment readily provided and now it was time to begin baking.

For the cake he had prepared;

– 1 tbsp of butter at room temperature.

– 4 eggs separated at room temperature.

– ½ a cup of sugar.

– 7 tbsp of cake flour.

– 1 ¼ tbsp of vanilla extract.

For the Raspberry filling and sauce he had prepared;

– 9 cups of fresh raspberries.

– ¾ cup of sugar.

– A bowl of unflavoured gelatin.

– A ¼ cup + 2 tbsp of eau-de-vie de poire.

– 2 cups of heavy cream.

– 3 tbsp of superfine sugar.

– 2 tbsp of fresh lemon juice.

Deciding to make the cake first Mephisto began his process, with his control over fire he made sure to preheat the 15th century oven to around 400°F, while that was underway he took a size medium springform pan and lined the bottom with butter parchment.

Taking a bowl he whisked the egg yolks and sugar until the mixture turned a pale yellow, then he gradually beat in flour until the mixture turned smooth, with a final addition of the vanilla extract he then set the bowl aside for now.

Mephisto took another bowl, one of size medium and whisked together egg whites until stiff peaks formed, then he folded the whites into the yolk mixture while taking care not to deflate the whites. With all that remained being the final and most obvious step Mephisto carefully poured it all into the prepared to bake until it turned brown in the oven for the next 25-30 minutes and set them aside to cool when he was done.

He brought out his pocket watch which was specifically gifted to him by his master and sighed "that's nearly 40 minutes gone already".

"20 minutes left, will have to speed things up a little".

Mephisto had been working at human speeds as the art of cooking in whatever form was a delicate process and should be done with grace especially as a professional, but time was not on his side if he kept going at this rate so he decided to go a bit superhuman.

Since the cake was already baked the next step was to make the filling, he put the raspberries, some sugar and 1 cup of water in a medium sized saucepan then with his telekinesis he left it in the air while casting some flame magic under the pan, then leaving it to simmer until the sugar melts and the berries break down.

Meanwhile as this was ongoing he sprinkled some gelatin into a ¼ cup of cold water and set it aside until it softened. His attention was once again on the pan, Mephisto regulated flames to burn a bit hotter than normal but not too much lest he ruin it and the heat in the pan was delicately controlled by him to in a way, massage the sugar and the berries.

With his personal interference what would have been a 10 minute process was brought down to 7 minutes and 49 seconds and he did it without sacrificing any bit of quality at the end of the day.

-49 minutes-

Mephisto realised that with this next step he would not able to make it so he had to use extrem measures, he casted dimension magic over the entire kitchen and pulled into the new space with new rules, a day here would be equivalent to 5 minutes on the outside and with this he had bought more than enough time for himself.

He casted a minor timefreeze spell on the kitchen and then summoned a sofa from his personal pocket space which he immediately collapsed on, he closed his for a few seconds of what he knew was coming. And by the nine hells did it come, Mephisto's body was ransacked by a pain beyond words and his head was afflicted by a splitting headache which gave the equivalent feeling of his head being crushed under a mountain.

His bones cracked over and over again in his body but his regeneration kept on restoring them almost immediately, he silently beared with it all as the process went on for a full 5 minutes and then subsided. Mephisto opened his eye and breathed a heavy sigh "What a miserable form I've really suppressed myself to".

Mephisto cupped the sides of his palm together and created a hot ball of flames, then in a second the flames grew and devoured his entire body in seconds leaving only his bones and the two beating blazing hearts in his ribcage. Almost a second later and he began regenerating his entire body once more and as his clothes had been burnt away to nothing Mephisto now stood in the nude.

There he was, the true perfect mlae specimen in the entirety of creation with his proud member looking intimidating as ever even in a state of rest and his slender long black arrowhead tail swaying hypnotically behind him.

"The consequences of drawing on mana beyond your limits are really annoying when you're fully flesh and bones".

"I've even had to burn some of my life force for which even as an immortal is still not a good feeling".

"Thankfully my body negates most of it so this is what I'm stuck dealing with for now".

His darkness reformed around him once more and crafted a fresh batch of clothes which looked exactly the same as the old ones, he pulled the sofa back into his pocket space then snapped his fingers. Time had resumed flow once more and without wasting more time he pressed the cooked raspberries through a sieve that had been set over a bowl to catch purée, he returned 2 quarter cups worth of puree to the pan and reserved the remaining for sauce then he set the pan over the heat once again.

He added the softened gelatin which had been sitting for some minutes into the pan and stirred until it was dissolved which took close to 2 minutes in total. Mephisto removed the pan from the heat and added a ¼ cup of eau-de-vie then set it aside to cool at room temperature, he whipped some cream in a large bowl until soft peaks formed and gently folded the cooled purée into the cream.

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Since the raspberry preparation steps were complete, it was now for him to move onto the step of assembling the Charlotte. He unmolded the cake and discarded the parchment and then sliced the cake in half crosswise, then returned the bottom cake layer to pan with ring attached and poured in the raspberry filling. He repeated the process with all sliced pieces of the cake until all were filled, then he wrapped it all up in plastic and at this point he should refrigerate the whole thing for 24 hours but Mephisto was not so patient.

Having not learned his lesson the last time he decided to overdraw on his mana once more which hadn't even recovered to half the level it was but to him it was necessary to do so. Using a time spell he had learned from the witches in his three months with them before arriving here he made a separate time bubble around the cake and double-casted a low level ice magic spell at the same time.

Huge amounts of his life force was already being burnt away and he hadn't even set the rules yet or activated it, unlike the dimensional magic and time freeze spell he casted on the kitchen which could run on it's own after it was casted and it's rules had been layed out this one was way different. Mephisto would have to actually burn away his life force for the next 24 hours to keep both the time-magic and ice-magic going even though it would only seem like a few seconds, he set the rules and created some ice cubes a bit colder than normal and then activated the spell.

And just like that, in a matter of a few seconds 24 hours had passed and he was now truly almost done. Mephisto couldn't allow himself to suffer the backlash now so with his will he blocked the pushback for long as possible until he had the chance to let himself suffer it.

As all that remained was the sauce he immediately got to it, combining the reserved raspberry purée, superfine sugar, lemon juice and remaining eau-de-vie in a bowl, he stirred it until the sugar had dissolved then took a round plate along with four slices of cake and dressed them in the sauce while leaving more than enough in the plate for more dips.

Like this it was done, he took a real silver tray and was about to place the plate inside but almost fell forward in the process. He managed to get a hold of himself by supporting his weight with the kitchen slab, the backlash really is not an easy thing to hold off against and Mephisto could bet the moment he lets it run loose it might possibly be the worst one he would experience yet.

Taking a deep breath he went back to work, Mephisto placed the plate inside the tray and from his pocket space he took out a glass of milk and placed it on the right side. He would have preferred some expensive wine to go along with this but his master was not a wine person in the slightest, but she loved milk beyond worlds for some reason so this time he made sure that the milk of this time wasn't just rich and sweet no, this time it would be something that could perhaps rival the drink of the gods itself.

Though of course something that potent would kill any normal human and even some other beings, but he just wanted to give a feel of it to his master's tastebuds so he had gone back to the underworld a day ago to make a special order to Gairon and his company.

The payment Gairon had asked for wasn't money or anything of the sorts, his payment was an owed favour from the Archdevil of Combat which was the smartest thing to do. Having a Devil, an Archdevil to be precise to owe you a favour is something anyone would kill for and Gairon asked for it just like that.

And luckily for him Mephisto had easily agreed just as he had expected because he knew him the best out of anyone not including his siblings and the Archangels, Mephisto gave no strong importance to favours but that also did not mean he would ever go back on his word once given, nor did it mean it could just be easily asked of him. Because unless you had something good enough to pique his ever wandering interests then getting a one second audience of Mephisto was a very hard thing to do.

This is why Gairon gave importance to resources above almost everything else, because of two specific Archdevils that he needed more than anything for his ambition to succeed but even he could not predict that it would be milk of all things that gets him the chance to ask for something like this, it gave him the wake up call that he needed to be too complacent in his claim of being one of the few beings who understood the Archdevil.

Of course Mephisto had made sure to have warned Gairon that there better not be any funny business with the milk because if he finds out he had done something to his master then he could kiss both his existence and all traces of his legacy in the underworld goodbye. And Mephisto being who he was had no interest in wanting to know the reason behind Gairon's shocked face as his job was done and he did not want to be gone for too long lest something possibly happened to her, or she began missing him which was a silly thought that made him chuckle.

Back to the present Mephisto had undone the dimensional magic he casted around the kitchen and took out his pocket watch once again, it's time was back to being synchronised with this world's.

-4 minutes-

He smiled and put the watch back in his pocket, with his power he levitated the tray onto his left hand and gracefully put the other behind his back then turned towards the exit. Mephisto opened the door with his mind and began walking towards his master's room, each step he took was precise and elegant yet it looked like he was gliding, he looked nothing less than regal and charming beyond words.

The mansion was quite massive and had four floors, the main kitchen was on the second floor and his master lived on the third so that was where he was headed, on the way Mephisto met and exchanged greetings with the many maidservants while making sure to charm them just as always. Most had come to accept his presence and even made efforts in getting close to him, but there were those who seemed like they would never accept the fact that a Devil lived amongst them, it would be from these ones that caused the rumor about Mephisto to spread across the town some months ago.

After his climb up the stairs Mephisto was now finally at the third floor and with 2 minutes to spare, deciding to use a little teleportation magic to speed up his process he was face to face with the door to his master's bedroom.

With a slight flick of his fingers the door was carefully opened and he walked in, the sight of his master sleeping was the first thing that caught his gaze, her presence far outweighed the urge to appreciate the beauty of this luxurious room.

As she lay there in her white night garments on her King sized bed with white sheets, the sparse rays of sunlight seeping through the curtain gaps which fell on her silvery white hair and gave her an almost transcendent and serene glow, her supple skin which was almost pale but yet so beautifully crafted and full of life, her face.....the face that put that of every royal beauty in the entire country to shame a thousand times over and was known far and wide.

No one envied and hated Gretchen more than these women, his master was someone who was in the great favours with the King and it was no secret just how much he longed for her but yet even he had never dared to make a move for her, almost like this sacred and untouchable thing meant only to be admired from afar.

Mephisto smiled and walked over to set the tray down on her bedside table and stood in wait, some seconds later some tiny orbs of light began appearing around his master. The lights converged to form two separate beings who were the size of two fingers and four inches tall, on the back of these beings were two pairs of beautiful butterfly like wings and their visible appearance were like that of a woman, very beautiful women at that.

The flame fairy was named Pele and the water fairy was named Arethusa, Pele had red hair with a corresponding eye color and wore red garments while Arethusa had deep blue hair and wore blue garments. The fairies of fire and water were beings whom Mephisto had summoned and contracted to his master as the second layer of protection for when he possibly would not be there and something goes wrong.

The powers of these two combined was greater than his in this current form he had suppressed himself to so they were qualified for the job in every way possible, though these two in their current forms had no power close to what their original forms possessed. Pele and Arethusa spoke into his sleeping master's ears and moments later her lashes trembled a bit as Mephisto was greeted to the sight of those two beautiful stary and silvery eyes of his master, he smiled and took a small bow.

"Good morning, master".

Her gaze was locked on him for a moment, but it was only just a moment as she blinked and turned her body in an effort to sit up on the bed. The fairies flew around to the front of her and took a small bow "good morning Mistress" they spoke in unison.

And then Gretchen did the most rarest of things, she smiled. It was a only for a short moment but it did happen and Mephisto being the keen person he was caught it without fail, he chuckled internally as the beautiful sight was now burned into his memories.

Mephisto levitated the tray towards his master but kept it hovering just above her thighs "your breakfast for the day, Charlotte à la framboise" he announced, though he would prefer his master ate at the dining he knew she preferred eating this way all too much.

Gretchen reached her beautiful, long and slender hands towards the tray and brought it down. Before she could reach for a slice of the cake Arethusa lightly tapped her hand "no". Then she cast a little bit of magic on Gretchen's hands which was actually just a minor purification spell.

Mephisto groaned internally, Arethusa was a very annoyingly massive clean freak and the worst part was that his master did not mind it at all so he could not in any way reprimand her for it.

Gretchen picked up a slice dipped moderately in sauce and took a small bite, Mephisto wait patiently as she took a few more good bites, chewed a bit and swallowed.

"Good" she uttered in a very low tone, he smiled as his wait was over and he had received his compliment with the huge bonus of it being from his master's mouth and not the fairies, that beautiful voice was something he could listen to for a whole day if possible.

Mephisto took a final courtesy bow and turned around to leave, making sure to close the door behind him. He would have loved to stay and perhaps watch her reaction for when she tasted the milk he had ordered specifically for her but he was out of time now, the hour of his suffering was upon him.

Pele squinted her eyes "does he seem unusually quiet than usual mistress" she asked

"Mhm" Gretchen replied as she reached out of the glass of milk and took a sip. Her eyes slightly widened for a bit as her taste buds were assaulted with a most heavenly richness beyond words, it took a lot of will for her to maintain her composure and not succumb to her taste buds hungry need to take everything in one gulp and create an unclassy scene.

She set the cup down and heaved a small sigh of satisfaction, then she gently placed a finger to her lips as her thoughts began to wander a bit.

'How dangerous' she whispered.

"Mistress" Arethusa called to her, Gretchen seemed to be a little lost but it wasn't the same as her normal aloofness which was what made her a bit curious.

Pele suddenly moved which drew Arethusa's attention towards her "where are you going".

"To go check up on our summoner".

Arethusa raised a brow "Is that not a pointless worry? There is nothing that could possibly ail a Devil like him so why worry".

Pele scoffed "You, you of all people trying to talk to me about pointless things, how funny" she giggled mischievously in an almost mocking manner.

Arethusa scrunched her brows but said nothing in retort, Pele scoffed again and flew outside while phasing through the door. She spread her senses throughout the entire estate and there was only place where she couldn't feel and that was Mephisto's quarters. The anti-sensory barrier is only ever active when he's present in it so she knew for sure he was in there right now, she flew through the hallways and took many turns to reach his room, Mephisto also resided in the third floor and was the only person after her Mistress allowed to live here.

But his time of stay in this floor was quite a recent thing, only just one month ago did his Mistress order that he be allocated to this floor which fully solidified his position as the one her mistress favoured the most. Pele placed a hand on his door and was greeted with a torrent of flames which set her ablaze entirely, but even in the face of this her face was calm "tickles a bit" she dispersed the flames on her and suppressed the spell that had casted on the door.

She was the flame fairy for a reason, there existed very few flames that could threaten her and this was not one of them "it's unusual that he would cast such a simple spell as his only protection when he knows I exist". Pele flew through the door to be met with the sight of Mephisto out cold on the floor and his body ablaze with flames that kept on burning nothing but his body and his natural regeneration just kept healing him over and over again.

Right now it looked like one side of him was permanently a skeleton and the other side was trying very hard to prevent itself from suffering the same fate, she could also hear and see every bone in his body breaking over and over again due to his regeneration fixing him endlessly.

On the walls were the shadows of great serpents which visibly hissed, laughed and whispered a lot of things in excitement and she knew damn well what they were so excited about.

"Oh lord Herron help me, what have you done now you troublesome Devil".

EnD.